I posted this clip 15 months ago, or about ten weeks after Dakota Johnson was chosen to star in Fifty Shades of Grey. This short little scene is so much better than the entirety of Fifty Shades — better written, acted, edited, scored — that saying so in this sentence is one of the worst redundancies I’ve ever committed as a writer. This is how it’s done, what it feels like. Right away you want to sink in and stay there. It makes you want more. I was more or less okay with the opening hour of Fifty Shades but restless and irked during the second hour, and that’s when a good film should be making sure you’re invested and enthused by delivering a scene like this one. Which arrives (correct me if I’m wrong) right around the 60-minute mark in The Social Network. Johnson was 20 when she shot this; she’s now 25.